I -- have a lot of thoughts on that. Maybe I'll put some of them down. I don't think people who are doing their jobs as wardens realize what they can be seen as, what they mean to people like me.
Maybe it'll help them stop being jerks. Or realize that this is less prison, more... something else. But it's still someplace we can't leave on pain of death, you know?
I just-- don't think that people grasp the enormity of that, sometimes. They just figure we'll all be willing to live to change our lives. But some of us never will be.
[ ...he thinks he's part of the latter. Mostly. Sometimes. Some days, he thinks of Roxanne and Jules, and he wonders. ]
[ He tightens his grip on her shoulders for a moment, and then relaxes again. ]
Can you leave, as a warden? Go home, visit, whatever?
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Date: 2012-11-24 07:32 pm (UTC)Maybe it'll help them stop being jerks. Or realize that this is less prison, more... something else. But it's still someplace we can't leave on pain of death, you know?
I just-- don't think that people grasp the enormity of that, sometimes. They just figure we'll all be willing to live to change our lives. But some of us never will be.
[ ...he thinks he's part of the latter. Mostly. Sometimes. Some days, he thinks of Roxanne and Jules, and he wonders. ]
[ He tightens his grip on her shoulders for a moment, and then relaxes again. ]
Can you leave, as a warden? Go home, visit, whatever?